te: Wed, 13 Jan 1999 16:31:25 EST
From: Nesrie@aol.com
Subject: Betrayed 1 & 2

	The sun beat down on him as never before in this foreign land.
Where were his dark violet trees with their ever running streams of cool
fresh water? Not here.  Here there was nothing but arid airs swirling the
brittle sands about these ever rolling, ongoing hills. He paused, bringing
his cloak about him tighter and trying to shield his sensitive blue eyes
from these many small daggers.  His lord had said to meet the humans in
this place.  He had said to bring them his message and yet he saw no
one. Suddenly a dark deep voice reached him.
	
	"Stranger, you are trespassing."
	
	He turned about startled his black hair turning with him. A large
man dressed in worn metal-armor carrying a dented shield but a sharp blade
stood before him, his black eyes gazing directly at him, the rest of his
features covered by heavy cloth.

	"Sir," he said, "Are you Areth...if you are my lord sent me
here..."
	
	The man came closer bringing a horse he was leading into
view. "Aye, I am he. Come with me for a storm begins...my lady awaits you."
	
	Nodding he was hoisted into the saddle and soon an endless smear of
sand blocked his view.
	
	From out of nowhere, it seemed, brightly colored tents came into
view. His guide took him directly to the large violet one in the middle of
the rest where four guards, two on each side, were posted at the
entrance. He was amazed at the size of these large bronze men, being small
in stature himself, he couldn't help but feel slightly threatened by these
enormous desert humans. He was then led into the tent where he met the most
beautiful woman he had ever seen. She had long flowing silver hair kissed
slightly with blonde strands.  Her emerald eyes glistened with youth but
remained steady with the skill of a seasoned warrior. Light blue silk
covered a small portion of her body leaving the rest of her surprisingly
pale skin exposed. Then she spoke with a voice of honey, "Greetings elf, I
have been expecting you."
	
	"My lady," He kneeled before her afraid he might tremble if he
remained standing.  "My lord bid me to deliver this message and express his
desire of this most eventful and important treaty of the desert humans and
elven people."
	
	With the graceful wave of her hand, she summoned a slave girl, in
her early adulthood, to bring his letter forward. The girl bowed and took
the letter but first gazed at him with a kind of hatred that shocked
him. Here sat a beautiful woman and her slave girl, whose beauty also bears
mentioning, though her's was a darker stronger beauty of tanned skin and
dark features all around than her mistress's but whose demeanor seemed
equally dark.
	
	The lady took the letter and read it thoroughly for what seemed
likely several minutes before she spoke. "I am afraid Jeslie has poor
manors at times...shall I punish her?"
	
	He stood up shaking his head slowly, "No my lady, do not punish
your slave."
	
	The lady gazed at him steadily, "You say slave as if it is a bitter
taste elf."
	
	He nodded, "Slavery is..." He paused realizing the delicate nature
of this diplomatic meeting.
	
	The woman only smiled, "It says here that you are the remaining son
of a noble line..."
	
	Solaris looked up sharply slightly shocked, why would the letter
mention such a fact.  "Yes my lady..."
	
	She gazed at him calmly but with a look that made him slightly
uneasy as she passed the letter to one of her guards. "Your name?"
	
	"Solaris..." He cut off as he felt himself grabbed from behind,
both his arms now pinned behind his back.
	
	"My lady, I assure you that no deception is intended here." His
voice began to tremble.
	
	She laughed lightly, her melon sized breast bouncing in the
process. "Worry not elf, the treaty will be fulfilled by both
parties...your payment set the deal."
	
	He searched her eyes quickly dread entering his heart and then
denial. "No..."
	
	Her eyes turned to her slave girl, "Shall I punish my new slave
Jeslie."
	
	Jeslie dark red lips slowly curled into a smile, "No my
mistress...allow me."
	
	The slave girl approached him casually and withdrew a knife
slashing his robes in one quick motion and tearing them away from his body
in a fury he could not understand.
	
	He remained silent for what could he do?
	
	Jeslie dropped her knife and began running her hands over his body
so slowly it was almost torturous. Her hot mouth clamped onto one of his
nipples and began to sucking followed by the biting and tearing with her
teeth. He gasped surprised almost not hearing the lady's words. The pain
and pleasure ignited his entire body in a wave of heat.

	"Elf, you will make a fine addition as my slave after some fine
tuning. You lord was very gracious indeed."
	
	The girls lips traveled to the nipple and doubled her efforts
causing him to gasp in heightened pain. He tried to arch away but those
behind him would not budge.
	
	He was speechless and for the time being at a lost. This betrayal
had no warning...there had been no hints of...He breathed heavily looking
down at the girl who was watching him steadily, a smile played on her
lips. Her tongue traced lightly from his nipples and across his quivering
abdomen to his hardening cock. She clamped down and not too gently on his
organ creating a deep fear which quickly overtook him.
	
	"Please..." Her teeth closed slightly, and he felt himself begin to
sob.
	
	"Enough!" The lady's harsh tone caused all heads in the room to
look in her direction.
	
	Jeslie backed away obviously angry.
	
	The lady looked to him. "Kneel."
	
	The guards let go, but he hesitated.
	
	
	"Kneel!"
	
	He dropped to his knees shivering although the desert provided no
cold. A large hand clamped his shoulder and shoved him roughly forward to
all fours. A taut muscular body pressed against him, it was Areth. Large
meaty fingers probed his ass making him flinch and gasp. First one finger
and then another. He tensed which caused pain to ripple through his entire
body. Solaris looked to the lady his mouth slightly open in a silent plea,
he noted an icy glaze in those eyes he had not noticed before, and his
heart sank. Areth positioned himselfm and he felt the head enter and yelled
in pain. And then the pounding began. Areth shoved his large shaft in him
in brutal thrusts not heading his shouts of pain. The rock hard flesh was
oiled but his small frame could not compensate at such a quick rate. His
body trembled as the sweat drenched man continued to ride him in a manner
he had only heard of. His voice was becoming hoarse and he prayed for it to
end.  He did not know when he stopped screaming, or when Jeslie had
approached him again This time she was unclothed, and he remember her mouth
finding his organ and caressing it with her sweet tongue, and having pure
ecstasy overcome him. Somehow, Areth had reached such a depth that sent
nothing but pleasure soaring through his body were pain was dominant
before. He was breathless and kneeling when they pulled away. His body
ached; he was afraid to speak, afraid to anger her, afraid of what he might
say...even afraid to look.
	
	"Solaris," The lady's voice beckoned him.
	
	He did not, could not look at her.
	
	"Solaris," He noted a harsher tone when she repeated his name.
	
	Slowly he looked up, his eyes glistening slightly.
	
	She merely smiled. "You have beautiful eyes."
	
	Again, he was speechless.
	
	She continued, "Clean him up....for my chambers."

	
	He was taken to an oasis not far from the camp where he was bathed
and drenched in the sweet smelling perfumes of the desert. He was then
given dark green robes of silk and told to return to the tent...they left
him alone at the oasis. At last, minutes to think, to really think. Solaris
looked around him. Just beyond a hill he could make out the camp, the rest
was desert..endless and similar in all directions. He could see why they
left no guards on him, they didn't need any. He had no place go. Closing
his eyes, he recalled the days earlier, how he had sought and found stories
and information on these vast desert and shuddered when he recalled the
descriptions of dehydration. Sighing he returned to camp, not knowing what
else to do.
	
	Inside his mistress' tent he found her there and alone. She lay
there naked and smiling, sipping her blood red wine as his eyes looked over
her oiled body. She said nothing but motioned him forward. Silently he
obeyed and sat beside her, still not looking her in the eyes. Her gentle
voice spoke, "How do you feel."
	
	He wanted to yell at her, ask her how did she think he
felt. Instead he merely replied, "Confused."
	
	He felt her soft hand touch his back as she continued, sitting up
and whispering in his ears. "Your lord had promised me one of his subjects
in advanced payment, but I hardly expected such a fine specimen." Her mouth
traveled down his neck as she maneuvered in front of him. He swallowed
nervously, not trusting himself to say anything. She kissed him lightly,
her tongue barely touching his as her hands removed his robes easily, no
doubt the clothing was made with that purpose in mind. Her fingers light
circled his nipples as she spoke on. "Tell me of yourself."
	
	He shook his head slightly. "I can not"
	
	"Why?" Her voice had not heatened with his refusal.
	
	"Because..."He looked at her trying to hide his rising
excitement. Trying rid himself of his attraction. "What you did to...what
you allowed..." He could not finish.
	
	She laughed lightly, "Do you tell me you did not enjoy it?"
	
	His eyes searched hesr as he remained silent. They betrayed him for
she continued to laugh, "I thought so." Her hot mouth replaced her fingers
drawing a deep moan from him. Her tongue flickered skillfully over the
hardened nipples sending a sweet shudder throughout his entire body. Her
hands found his organ and slowly, easily brought it to erection. With one
quick fluid motion he brought her under him and gazed into her eyes yet
again. He hated her for his predicament, hated her for mocking him, shaming
him...hurting him yet now he could not hurt her...now he felt nothing but
passion. He eased into her as he covered her breasts with his mouth and
hands. She gasped in pleasure as he pushed in and out, quickening his pace
with each deep thrust.  Her legs wrapped around his waist urging him
on. Her hips moved up to meet his thrusts making them both moan and groan
in heightened ecstasy. He plunged one last hard time into her bringing her
over the top and spilling his seed deep into her beautiful youthful body.
	
	After several minutes she eased him off her, resting her head on
his hairless chest. "Tomorrow I shall introduce you to my brother and
perhaps my sister..." She laughed lightly, "They will be pleased."

**5 days ago Back in Elven Homelands...

Eveyln listened carefully to the conversation she walked in on. Her long
blonde hair swished about lightly with the evenings breeze as her deep blue
eyes blazed. She concealed herself carefully behind the tapestry despite
her rising anger. They had sold him! She had never heard of such a thing in
elven lands. Not only was it illegal it was also immoral. Solaris,
love...they had sent him to the desert, no doubt, for some desert whore or
worse. With the king gone, the prince believed he could do anything he
wished. Eveyln growled quietly. She had no taste for the prince nor the
deserts, but she would have to face both, the latter first. With that she
headed to her home, to gather supplies and weapons...she would need them
where she was going.

**Desert Caravan...

Solaris sat on the horse in silence. They had traveled only a few days, yet
already he felt tired and drained. The wind hurt his eyes and skin and the
sun was so hot. He shuddered under the scorching heat and felt very
faint. A constant pain graced his body, but he uttered not a word. He
closed his eyes slowly not noticing the approaching rides. Suddenly the
caravan stopped, and his mistress stepped out. A tall dark man, with short
dark hair and shining armor, approached her and smiled. "Hello Desert
Sister."

She smiled in return and embraced him, "Greeting Desert Brother."

The man looked at him suddenly, "A new member I see." He approached him and
peered at him pulling at his beard as he did so. "An elf...Desert Sister he
should not be in this sun...not so soon. Let him ride with me."

She shrugged, "Very Well."

The man offered Solaris a hand of which he hesitantly accepted. He was led
into what liked a small tent on wheels, pulled by four white horses. In
there the man sat and motioned him to sit on a nearby white pillow. Solaris
complied but still remained silent...what was he to expect?

"I see you are frightened by me. I know my desert sister does not beat her
slaves, and my reputation is not one to cause such a reaction, so I must
ask what she has said."

The elf looked at him, what was he to say? She had indeed said very little
but she implied.

The man frowned, "I am Gar."

"Solaris" he whispered.

Gar poured himself a goblet of wine and then one for his guest. "Drink
this, it is much better than the waters of any oasis."

Solaris complied eager to relieve the tension even through toxication.

Gar continued to watch him as he drank his wine. "Areth?"

Solaris started, dropping his wine and staining the nice white pillow he
sat upon. "I am sorry," He breathed, jumping up make a foolish attempt to
mop it up with his own clothing. Panic began to rise in him. Then a large
hand grabbed his wrist and pulled him back down. Gar watched him coolly.

"It is only a pillow." He paused. "It is like my desert sister to be so
childish as to allow Areth to have his way with you, and even more like her
to allow you to believe that I would do the same...that is not the case."

Solaris watched him wide-eyed but silent.

"The trip will be a long one, sit back and relax...you have nothing to
fear."

**Out in the Sands...

Evelyn pulled her horse to a halt, her eyes blazed at the caravan before
her. Her keen eyes caught sight of Solaris instantly. He looked tired and
defeated...not to mention scared. Anger boiled in her as she saw the desert
whore come into view. It was most likely her doing. She knew her love would
not have fought his captors; he feared his awakening powers too much. If
these humans had got just a glimpse of the powers he had stored inside of
him, they would not have even given him so much as an unwanted look. She
closed her eyes remembering her time in the dungeon of her
enemies...believing and hoping she would die. Then he came. It was like a
fairy tale and horror story in one. How he melted the flesh of his enemies
with his bare hands and sent the castle tumbling down, it made her
shudder. Her eyes narrowed. Had the prince realized the gift her love had,
he would not have sent him away. They all believed what these people must
believe now...that Solaris was a youth scared and easily manipulated...they
where right for the most part. But she had seen his strength, felt his
confidence in his arms, seen his skill and prowess, if only he would defend
himself and forget his foolish idea that all life was sacred and that
violence brought the monster out in him.

**The caravan...

The desert night was cool and refreshing. Solaris walked about the sleeping
group and over to this new oasis. He sat at the water edge and peered into
the water looking at himself. No one would have ever guessed the centuries
he had lived or the dark powers he was born with that lay idle inside. He
closed his eyes letting the cool water flow over his hands. Evelyn would
have loved this place despite its harshness...would have if she still
lived.

A deep voice broke his delicate thoughts. "I thought you'd be here..."

Solaris held his breath. Areth...but he had been asleep...he had seen him.

A large hand grasped his shoulder. Solaris did not move, even when the man
began to rip his clothing. He was shoved to his knees again and there he
waited and waited. There was a thud sound from behind him but he dared not
look...not when this giant of a man could easily tear him apart. He
shuddered in antisaption. *I will not resist* he thought. *I know my place,
but but let him be gentle, even if only a bit.*

Meeting....

Evelyn slammed the handle of her sword onto the giant's skull with all her
might. He fell down silently. Her eyes then turned to that of her lover,
her companion, her once champion. Solaris kneeled there before her like a
dream. Was this how he presented himself to others?. He must have known
what would have been in store for him like this. She could not resist this
situation for all the world. Quietly she set down her arms and approached
him gently touching his back, stoking him lightly. He breathed in deeply
but said nothing. Oh the gods, she thought, what to do. She allowed her
hands to slowly glide down his back and over his buttocks to his sacks down
below. She kneeled and blew on them briefly, relishing the shudders that
coursed through his body. Using her hands she kneaded his sacks and shaft
gently but with firm pressure. His deep moans excited her beyond what she
thought the situation could ever warrant. Kneeling even closer she let her
tongue flicker out tap his sacks playfully, watching him jump, all to
delightful. He still did not know who she was, she didn't allow it. Let him
think she was the desert whore, for now it didn't matter. This was her time
and her power...control.  Getting totally under him, she took his shaft in
her mouth and began to suck followed by deep gulping...he came in mere
seconds. Evelyn stood and removed her garments and then gazed at him
lovingly. Had this been something he needed all along, or was it something
else. She took his face in her soft hands and turned him...kissing him
deeply. His eyes shot open as he discovered the identity or his carasser.

"Eve..."

"Shh..." She placed a finger over his mouth and moved beneath him, Grasping
him in her arms and pulling him down. His mouth moved instantly to her
breast where he deliciously took them both and rolled them with is
tongue. She groaned having wanted that for the last several seasons. His
groped downward and found her middle moist and warm. Slowly he pushed some
fingers in and out while he continued with her breast. To hell with it she
thought...she wanted him now. Her hands shot up and grabbed his head
bringing him back up where she attacked him with a passionate kiss while
her thighs straddled him. Knowing this signal he slammed into her
repeatedly just as she requested. They came together in perfect harmony
shortly after.

Not giving him anytime for answers she reclothed herself tossing him a
hooded-robe and some of his old pants. She whistled for her horse ever so
quietly and jumped up on her, helping Solaris up in front of her and soon
they had left the camp site far behind.

After riding well into the night Solaris finally spoke. "Eve, how did you
find me...your alive." He shook his head in disbelief.

She slowed their mount down some and smiled. "You always had an uncanny way
of stating the obvious." Her voice darkened, "The prince who has taken the
throne in the king's absence has much power but he uses it foolishly and
carelessly. It was easy to find and his sources and get them to help
me...he has no love from his people." She gave his arm a reassuring
squeeze. "The task was a failure and I was trapped in the jungle for
endless days, dodging my executioners but I made it back." Her voice
quieted, "Why did you do the prince's bidding, why did you not fight them?"

She felt his body tense and he moved as if he wished he could get away from
her, but not a chance. "The prince is still royal blood and you know I can
never do...not again."

Evelyn frowned, "Surely you realized what that man would have done to
you..."

His shudder answered her question instantly. She didn't know what to say.

"Is he dead," His voice remained low.

"Do you want him to be?"

He shook his head slowly.

She sighed heavily, "He is not though now that I know for sure..."

"No Eve...it was not exactly like that."

She hugged him tightly, "Someday perhaps you can tell me."

He said nothing, "And my...mistress."

She paused, and he felt anger building inside of her. "She lives...it was
part of the deal. Gar told me where you were and where you would be, in
exchange I spared the life of his adopted sister."

He turned and faced her, "Gar...?"

She nodded, "The minute he heard of deal taking place with the woman and an
elven slave being involved, he sought me out as I searched for you. His
speed was remarkable."

Their conversation was cut short by shouts coming from behind them. Evelyn
turned and looked back, twenty maybe more riders were hot on their
trail...she should have killed that man.

"Solaris, they have desert horses...and knowledge of the area."

She saw the pain and sadness well up inside him but still he
dismounted. Closing his eyes, he kneeled and touched the sands. Bright red
lights burst from his body and traveled through his fingertips to the
sands...lava began to form in front of him. It went from a puddle to lake
size in mere seconds. He stopped the flow just short of the riders. Evelyn
cursed lightly, for a moment she thought he would do it. Instead weary and
drained he joined her back on the horse.

"That will take him several days to go around."

She smiled and nodded.

5 days later...

Evelyn and Solaris looked one last time at the sea of desert hoping they
would never come across it again and knowing that they could never return
to their elven homelands until the king returned...but there was plenty of
land left to settle...or explore even.




Human Lands, Human Needs

Part 2 of Betrayed

Evelyn entered the large tavern quietly, ignoring all the eyes watching
her. With her long blonde air, glistening blue eyes, and natural elven
beauty, perhaps she ought to have cloaked herself. No, she thought. Let
them try to take her...she had years of swordsmanship over any of their
meager skills. She seated herself at a back table and ordered an ale when
the opportunity arose. Watching the shadows of the fire dance about the
room, she pondered on Solaris. Was he not suppose to be here by now as they
had planned? Her eyes quickly searched the room, no sign of him. As her
drink came she sighed heavily. Her love had a way of finding trouble even
when there was none to be found. Suddenly a slight movement in the back
dark corner caught her eye. A large man nearly six and half feet tall and
weighing well over 200 lbs gazed at her with sharp eyes. His shift in
weight suggested he wish her to see him. But why?
	
	Casually she ordered a second drink which she placed by the second
chair of her table. The man caught on rather quickly and came and sat
down. Not bad she though, for a human brain. He sat down silently drinking
his ale as his deep brown eyes bore into her. She had an odd feeling about
this man and when his hand move to brush his curly brown hair out of his
face, she nearly cut him down. Instead she smiled pleasantly letting her
hand glide down to her sheathed sword. "Good ale?" She asked softly.
	
	He nodded smiling as well. "Aye it is. I've a room upstairs...care
to join me."
	
	She raised an eyebrow at such a direct question yet held her tongue
and kept her speech pleasant still. "Do you now...I am meeting someone..."
She let that last part hang in the air.
	
	He shrugged, "Aye, I know."
	
	This caught her off-guard. Damn it Solaris. Now what had
happen. "Do go on," she urged.
	
	"An elven friend of yours came in not long ago. He and I spoke a
bit...seemed like a nice enough fellow so me friends and I 'escorted' him
to my room for shipping."
	
	Evelyn's eyes darted about the room. This man had openly admitted
that he planned to sell her friend and love. Was there no law in this land?
Her eyes narrowed, "I am afraid he is not for sale...nor is he even on the
market."
	
	The man again shrugged, "So he too said, but I pointed out that
these are my lands. My lands and so my people."
	
	This was more than a little odd, "Then why speak to me? Why not
call upon your goons to take me up to your room as you had done to him."
	
	"Well...you see I noticed a dangerous gleam in your eyes when you
first came in. My men are important to me and their deaths would be
unwelcome"
	
	She frowned, "Then what do you want?"
	
	This instantly produced a broad grin on his face. "I'm up for
entertaining tonight. The local woman and men have become quite
boring. Then what do you know...I come across an elven pair."
	
	Kill him her mind screamed. End the mortal life early, no one would
care.
	
	He must have read her thoughts for he spoke yet even more. "If I
don't return to my room, you friend will be 'escorted' to his death."
	
	Her heart sank slightly, "Did he tell you of me?"
	
	He shook his head still grinning, "No but I figured it out rather
easily..."
	
	Gracefully she stood before him, her eyes picking out his goons
easily this time as they started at her movement. Too many of them, even
for her. How odd to find out this tavern was little more than a trap for
her and who knows how many other travelers. Giving the man a quick look she
turned to the stairs and climbed them up...knowing he wouldn't be far
behind. He lead her to the last room and opened the door.
	
	The room was larger than any inn room she had ever seen. It was
decorated with large tapestries and painting. Fine furniture took up most
the room especially one large chest in the center. Towards the back was a
large bed on which Solaris sat still in his green silk robes and looking
totally defeated. She noted some bruises on his right check and the way he
cradled his left side told her that the man had lied or chose to leave
somethings out. Oddly she noticed bars on the one and only window. This
room was obviously entertained a number of "guests." She did not look at
Solaris at all as she removed her armor and weapons though she knew his
eyes were on her.  She stood before the human half-naked wearing only light
undergarments which had the purpose of protecting the skin from the armor
and not covering it. The look of pure surprise followed by delight on the
man's face intrigued her.
	
	He stuttered, "Remove..ere the ah remainder." He locked the door
behind him.
	
	She complied as she moved forward slowly. As she approached him she
let her hands glide lazily over his broad shoulders as she placed her lips
near his ear. "I've the experience of Centuries of love-making." She guided
him over to a oak chair and proceeded to remove his clothing. Her eyes
darted over to Solaris who instantly looked away from her.
	
	"Come!" the man's voice startled her but she didn't let it show. He
was talking to Solaris.
	
	She watched the two gaze at each other, and she recognized fear in
her lovers eyes. Odd she thought until she noticed a tattoo on the back of
the human neck, the Zealin's clan's mark. Oh damn the gods for this. To
allow them to fall into the hands of a follower of a dark god such as
this. The clan was known for its willpower and the ability to use that will
to manipulate things, to fight without fear in battle, and most importantly
to cause pain and death at the mere twitch of the hand for the masters of
the power. Solaris was there only hope to avoid this situation and to the
abyss with him if he would not wield those powers gifted to him at birth.
	
	Solaris approached them as ordered and the man proceeded by telling
him to strip. Her lover hesitated, and she knew if he waited to long, agony
would be his reward. With one quick fluid motion she approached him and
tore his clothing from his body. He gazed at her startled and lost for
words. Her own eyes revealed nothing but coldness.
	
	The human laughed at this which sent nothing but hatred swimming
through her veins. He looked to Solaris again, "My pants." As he spoke his
hands traveled to her breast and began squeezing and not to gently.
	
	She ignored the movement for the moment but instead eyed Solaris
again. The message was clear do it. He nodded to her and removed the man's
pants with the grace of an ogre. She almost laughed aloud but decided
against it. Frowning she already knew the next action that would be
requested of Solaris; she also knew he would have trouble with it.
	
	Smiling lightly she removed the man's hand from her large breasts
and approached Solaris. With firm but gentle hands she forced him to sit
and then leaned over and whispered to him. "You must take him in your
mouth."
	
	Solaris's eyes widen. "I can't," he breathed.
	
	Her eyes traveled to the organ that he was gazing at it. It was
indeed large and she could understand his fear. She had not even looked at
it until now and despite herself, she found herself aroused. She turned her
lover's face to hers, brushing his long black hair aside and looking into
to his fearful blue eyes. She whispered even lower than before for their
tormentor watched them intently, "If you don't he will kill us. You lost
the chance to avoid this...now help me save our lives." She kissed him
slowly, her tongue briefly touching his before she pulled away and smiled
at the man. Evelyn returned to the human and began kissing and licking his
barrel-sized chest, her eyes looked to Solaris while doing so.
	
	Solaris nervously took the man's organ in his hands and slowly
moved in closer. He took in the tip and jumped in surprise as the man began
laughing. The dog. But Solaris continued and soon had a good portion in his
mouth before he began sucking. The man groaned. Evelyn smiled though she
noted Solaris looked very upset having the man watch him. Forcefully her
hand snaked out and turned to the humans head so that his mouth might meet
hers. She kissed him fiercely noting his surprised reaction. Pay attention
to me she thought. Instead the human grabbed Solaris head and forced him to
take more, this time he started thrusting his hips which made the elf
gag. Damn him! Her mind screamed.
	
	Thinking quickly she got a hold of the guys other hand and brought
it to her middle and then rocked her hips against it. That got his
attention. He practically kicked Solaris away as he grabbed her. He threw
her on the ground and began to forced her legs open even further as his
hands explored her woman-hood with increasing force. She found herself
moaning in spite of herself. He then positioned himself properly and filled
her body with his pulsing organ. To hell with it she thought and abandoned
herself to his deep thrusts. He didn't last long, to her disappointment and
her body was not yet satisfied. She looked into the man's deep brown eyes
and he grinned down at her. She sneered. "Now mortal...you die."
	
	Solaris slammed the sword into his unsuspecting back as she slugged
him with all the strength she could muster. He crumbled to the ground
silently, with a grin on his face. She turned on Solaris with surprising
speed hitting him as well as she realized just how mad she was. Once he was
on the ground she pounced him, straddling him with her thighs and having
his still erect organ slide nicely into her. She moved her hips with
rhythmically as his hands grabbed her waist and encouraged her to
continue. He lasted much longer as she knew he would. She had trained him
herself. She kissed him forcible and then pulled away dressing herself with
amazing speed. Evelyn laughed allowed. Praise the gods, she thought. Oh how
she loved this life. She help Solaris up and found him some suitable travel
wear to dress in. Her eyes glistened happily as she searched the human body
at their feet. He proved to be a rich man.
	
	Solaris marveled at her, "What...? You enjoyed this?"
	
	Evelyn grinned, "Didn't you? I still haven't forgiven you for not
slaying that man in the first place and putting our lives in danger...but
it worked out well enough."
	
	He stood there staring at her, mouth opened.
	
	She continued to laugh, "Will you at least use those powers of
yours to rid ourselves of the bars on the windows so we can get out of
here."
	
	He complied still lost for words, "You struck me..."
	
	She frowned, "What..ah yes well you deserved it. Oh and remind me
to teach you some nice things you can do with your mouth." She gave him one
last quick look of glee before she jumped out the window. He followed her
shortly after. Oh how funny humans could be and so stupid.


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